Marilyn Hacker Poems on Hair (3 Poems)

The Boy (Marilyn Hacker Poem)

It is the boy in me who’s looking out the window, while someone across the street mends a pillowcase, clouds shift, the gutter spout pours rain, someone else lights a cigarette? (Because he flinched, because he didn’t whirl around, face … Continue reading →

Invocation (Marilyn Hacker Poem)

This is for Elsa, also known as Liz, an ample-bosomed gospel singer: five discrete malignancies in one full breast. This is for auburn Jacqueline, who is celebrating fifty years alive, one since she finished chemotherapy. with fireworks on the fifteenth … Continue reading →

Nearly A Valediction (Marilyn Hacker Poem)

You happened to me. I was happened to like an abandoned building by a bull- dozer, like the van that missed my skull happened a two-inch gash across my chin. You were as deep down as I’ve ever been. You … Continue reading →